Quotha: Argumentum ad Awesomesauce

Today’s quote. The italics is NPR (National Panhandler Radio) preaching racism and racebaiting and nodarnfun-for-noone. The bold print is from the bold Larry Correia, author of HARD MAGIC and MONSTER HUNTER INTERNATIONAL, as well as being a Wise Latino ™ :

But two of the most prominent films of last year led by Hispanic directors — Alfonso Cuaron’s Gravityand Guillermo del Toro’s Pacific Rim —had just onemajor part for a Hispanic actor between them.

Why do Latino directors have to have some sort of Latino solidarity? Why is NPR against ethnic mixing and free association? Why is NPR in favor of keeping everyone in their ghetto? Why does NPR get a dime of tax money to produce this bullshit?

Why is NPR interested in ethnic purity, where Latino directors pick Latino actors and direct Latino films, and white directors pick white actors for their white films? Alfonso Cuaron and Guillermo del Toro are both brilliant artists making art. Why don’t you let them make their art, rather than lecture them about your artificial Social Justice bullshit? Nope. Instead SJWs try to paint artists as some sort of race traitors for not complying to their arbitrary rules.

My comment: In other words, NPR is anathematizing del Toro for being ‘raciss’ when the only memorable character with a memorable character arc was Mako Mori. Who also rocket-punched Godzilla IN THE FACE. Or used her superspace-katana while doing it. And looked smokin’ hawt in her battle armor while doing it.

What’s that? You want MORE Correia, the man so AWESOME that Kim Jong Il named his whole freakin’ COUNTRY after him? I live to serve:

if nonwhite consumers keep flocking to movies that underrepresent them, filmmakers have little reason to improve.

Yes, Latinos, NPR just called you stupid. How DARE you enjoy movies and be entertained? You should totally boycott them to salve some white suburban liberal’s white guilt!

Annoying twits put their perpetual outrage ahead of their enjoyment. Everything has to be filtered through their obnoxious white guilt. Meanwhile the rest of planet Earth is throwing piles of money at a movie with a sentient tree and a talking raccoon.

Because Rocket Raccoon and Groot, Drax, Gamora, and Star Guy are Space Opera, and Space Opera is AWESOME!

You want even MORE CORREIA True Believer ??!??!! Then go to his website and read his article:

It is long past time to defund NPR, take them to Bedlam and straitjacket them, or, better yet, them out to the cursed oak, and hang them, and buried them at the crossroads with a stake through the heart.

Why is one dime of my tax money going to these damnable racist swinehounds, so that they can lecture sane people on why we should be more divided, hate each other more, and hate ourselves?

A quote from the article:

Also, it’s not always clear to audiences when a Hispanic actor is playing a Hispanic character. Zoe Saldana is Puerto Rican and Dominican, but in last year’s Star Trekmovie, she played Lt. Uhura — a character who is of African descent in the TV series.

NPR Delenda Est and bugger you with a pandybat, you subhuman socialist scum.

Because showing that a Greenskinned Space Princess (daughter of Thanos counts as royalty) to be a battle-hardened veteran, independent, fierce and equal, and mistress of her own fate who should be judged by the content of their character not by the color of their skin — that portrayal is insufficiently ‘politically correct’ for our bovine overlords at NPR, especially when the Greenskinned Space Princess is portrayed by a totally adorable dusky mulatto from Puerto Rico — because black lesbian women from a Spanish colony island (a four-fer, for Leftist keeping track) when painted green are not ‘hispanic’ looking enough for these filthy racist lice from NPR.

If found a genii in a bottle, NPR, I would wish this on you:

I wish a smokin’ hawt Japanese she-samurai in an awesome giant robot powered both by nuclear and coal-fired energy would crush your buildings beneath skyscraper highheeled boots literally the size of skyscrapers while uttering an electronically amplified Kiai that blows out every window and eardrum in a nine hundred yard radius.

And if a smokin’-hawt sinobabe crushed your edifice of lies beneath her sexy metallic heal, you would flee in panish from broken doors and glass-fanged windowframes. And while you fled in shrieking panic the ruined building with blood dripping from your ears, a dusky-skinned yet buxom total babe from Puerto Rico painted green and carrying an awesomesauce space-gun would blast you in your private parts.

And if you would groin-blasted by a spacegun, you would jig and hop in a comical pigeon-toed dance of agony, trying futilely to douse the crotch-flames.And (to quote from a Nebula Award winning short story too dreadful to mention by name) I would laugh, laugh, laugh.

John C. Wright is a practicing philosopher, a retired attorney, newspaperman, and newspaper editor, and a published author of science fiction. Once a Houyhnhnm, he was expelled from the august ranks of purely rational beings when he fell in love; but retains an honorary title.